The Meeting

Extraordinary, how your downy eyes seek me, new eyes, wrapped up in foreign security and the surreal. I am doubtful of my ability but blessed as I confirm your release eager and thankful, kissing tufts of soft hair. Mother and son, created in the same moment waiting to begin. And now you will know all I rue of myself, within the marrow space of selfish years I I I I I I I I Me Me Me Me Me Me, within a yen sprouting ever forward to finally share,to share with you. As I wake I remember a cherub's face and wonder if we can find you within these barren fields, if we can summon Shiva, Freya, Kokopelli, or Aphrodite, so I may hold you in my waking dreams. Finally.